Well, you in this story is controlled by s, so you aren't really supposed to root for yourself. (that feels weird to say ) Then again, Ihavetalent was rooting for the s as he read it, so...
Hmmm. I shall root for the :)s until such time as I am no longer controlled by them, at which time I shall support your efforts to defeat them.
“Don’t worry, we’ll stop those emotes,” Tony says.
I turn my head to look at him. “How do you know?”
“I don’t. However, it’s important that we have hope! Without hope, we will all fall to the emotes.”
Glubby walks up to us. I step back.
“Did I hear Sham say something about the Party Bosscrashers not existing?” he asks.
I study his face closely, but I see no sign of emotes.
“Yeah, he did. Other than me, they’re all either with the emotes or gone. There isn’t a group anymore,” I say.
“Well, I was wanting to join because, you know, I’ve been going to all the parties lately.”
“Okay, great! The Party Bosscrashers have returned!”
He looks at Tony. “What’s that doing here?” Glubby asks.
“Oh, this is Tony. The s are the enemies of the emotes, and our only hope of stopping those evil emotes.”
“Cool. You can let me know if you need any help!”
He runs off to do something else, and my mind goes back to everything that’s been happening in these past few days. I have so many unanswered questions...
“Hey, Tony?” I say.
“Yes?”
“I was wondering... Sham said that Sweet, Wyn, and Alex were lost with Real Life. How did that happen, since, according to the scroll I read a few days ago, the wanted the inhabitants of Real Life in the LEGO Message Boards?”
“Most were taken there, but some people formed a rebellion against the emote. They were punished by being left behind. Your friends were part of that rebellion.”
“Oh... I have another question. How was Dumbles able to take my sword, without the sword coming back to me? It can come back to me even in the hands of a mod!”
“The emotes are powerful. They are more powerful than the contained in your sword, and now the control them.”
“Then how will I get it back?”
“The s are more powerful than the . The just have greater numbers. There are some s coming to Dumbles as we speak. I have another idea too.”
He jumps up at me and gets inside. Now, I feel the power of .
Hmm, it's hard to see how "creative nonfiction" fits in that context. I guess we'll just have to find out.
*inside, you see a freshly cooked batch of smiley-face fries*
(smiley-face fries are something I've actually seen IRL a couple times )
Yeah. ... What are those hideous things? (I've never heard of smiley-face fries before and searched it up... I don't understand why they had to be created. o_o )
*the is hiding again, hoping you'll be distracted by the fries*
(I think the idea is that kids like it because it's shaped like a smiley face. But the first time I encountered them, it had the opposite effect: they were so happy, it made me too sad to eat them, so I couldn't finish them. The poor fries. )
Yeah. ... What are those hideous things? (I've never heard of smiley-face fries before and searched it up... I don't understand why they had to be created. o_o )
*the is hiding again, hoping you'll be distracted by the fries*
(I think the idea is that kids like it because it's shaped like a smiley face. But the first time I encountered them, it had the opposite effect: they were so happy, it made me too sad to eat them, so I couldn't finish them. The poor fries. )
*ignores them and remembers to check on some cookies in the oven, forgetting about the at the moment* (Aw... I was hoping they would look a little happier; to me, that smile says, "You want to eat me? Fine. I don't mind... " )
*the is hiding again, hoping you'll be distracted by the fries*
(I think the idea is that kids like it because it's shaped like a smiley face. But the first time I encountered them, it had the opposite effect: they were so happy, it made me too sad to eat them, so I couldn't finish them. The poor fries. )
*ignores them and remembers to check on some cookies in the oven, forgetting about the at the moment* (Aw... I was hoping they would look a little happier; to me, that smile says, "You want to eat me? Fine. I don't mind... " )
I exit the party building and walk down the street. I have no idea where Dumbles is, but maybe I’ll find him. After a minute of wandering, I spot a newspaper sitting on the ground. Odd. Curious of what has been said of the recent happenings, I take a look at it. The headline, not surprisingly, is about the emotes:
Users at Halloween Party Attakced by Emotes
Hang on, why is there a typo in the headline? As I look at the paper closer, it seems that there are several typos scattered in there. Suddenly, letters start fading and moving around until all it is is a blank paper with a message in the center:
Teh typs adn teh s wil find yuo all
I scream, throw the paper on the ground, and run away. This can’t be good, having s teaming up with typos... I turn a corner, and find myself with a leprechaun patrol. Oh no. They fire their laser guns (they must’ve gotten them from the C.H.D. Commitee) at me. I grab a nearby stick and charge at them. The is helpful, but as time goes on, I find that they’re starting to win... I decide to run away from them, but they surrounded me. Then, I feel something in my hand. I turn my head to see what it is. It’s my sword! I slam it into the ground, creating an explosion that sends the leprechauns flying away in all directions. I don’t have time to keep fighting them, so I run away. Since my sword came back to me, that must mean... Dumbles has been freed. I have to find him before the s do. After running for a minute, I stop, and I hear a conversation between two people around a corner. I don’t know the first voice, but the other is familiar... It’s Dumbles!
“Dumbles!” I shout.
I begin running towards the voices. An army of s comes around the corner, but I don’t care. I have to get to Dumbles. After shoving my way through them, I find Dumbles is with a mysterious person with a banhammer. I showed up just in time to witness the person hit Dumbles with the banhammer.
“Dumbles! Noooooo!!” I cry, as the person walks away.
*ignores them and remembers to check on some cookies in the oven, forgetting about the at the moment* (Aw... I was hoping they would look a little happier; to me, that smile says, "You want to eat me? Fine. I don't mind... " )
*the chocolate chips are in the shape of a smile*
(Yeah, that's probably how they talk. )
Weird... Why do the chips look like- *realizes and grabs more chocolate chips to put on the cookies, turning the smiles into s instead* You can't keep this game going forever, ... (That makes them even less appetizing. )
Weird... Why do the chips look like- *realizes and grabs more chocolate chips to put on the cookies, turning the smiles into s instead* You can't keep this game going forever, ... (That makes them even less appetizing. )
*the cookies scare the and it flees the kitchen*
(maybe it's a good thing I didn't eat them that day. )
Today's chapter comes in two parts; the second will be later today.
Chapter 22, part 1: The Chase
I chase the person with the banhammer. I’m not going to let him get away with banning my friend so easily. He seems to be running faster than me, so I jump up, position my sword underneath me, and create explosions to ride it like a broomstick. Now, I’m catching up. Suddenly, he stops, and I nearly fly right past him. I stop riding my sword and stand on the ground. This person sure doesn’t look like any mod I know... He’s wearing a helmet with the visor down, so that doesn’t help me identify him.
“Why did you ban Dumbles?” I ask.
He stares at me for a second before responding. “I could ban you too, if I wanted. But I won’t. I have other ideas for what I’ll do with you.”
He twirls his banhammer, and a cloud of smoke comes down on where he’s standing. The smoke clears, and he’s gone. Tony comes out in front of me.
“That didn’t go so well, did it,” he says.
“Not at all.”
“Well, think of it this way: Now you have your sword, and Dumbles can no longer cause harm. When this is all over, he’ll be freed from the Dungeon. Things are better now.”
“But he banned Dumbles... Who was that guy, anyway?”
“I don’t know... All I know, is that the s got to him. If the s are getting to even the mods, we don’t have much time left.”
“What do we do now?”
“We could just do this user by user, but I think we need to find the leader . I’ll find the other s and discuss a plan with them.”
Tony leaves. I turn around to go back to the party, but Nadajay is standing there, with his dog. He lets go of the leash, and the dog chases me. I blast at it with my sword, but it quickly resumes pursuit. I try to go through an alley, but Sham is inside waiting for me. When I turn around, the dog is there. Nadajay comes and grabs the leash. I’m trapped.
Weird... Why do the chips look like- *realizes and grabs more chocolate chips to put on the cookies, turning the smiles into s instead* You can't keep this game going forever, ... (That makes them even less appetizing. )
*the cookies scare the and it flees the kitchen*
(maybe it's a good thing I didn't eat them that day. )
*turns some of the smiley fries into fries and throws them at the * (Perhaps. )
I forgot to post the second part and now it's past midnight. Sorry!!
Chapter 22, part 2: Caught at Last
“Well, well, well, look who we have here,” Nadajay says.
I blast him with my sword, but nothing happens.
“Our job will be much easier with her out of the way,” Sham says.
I turn to face him. “Why are you making such a big deal about me? What makes me so special?”
Sham laughs. “Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
I’m not pretending... There seems to be something more than just the fact that I’m the main user fighting the that’s causing them to go after me, though...
Sham continues, “You had a chance. It’s over now. I said you would share the fate of the other Bosscrashers, and you will.”
I quickly break of a piece of my shirt and stick it into my sword. I throw the sword in the air, and it flies away. At least the s won’t get that.
“NO! GET THAT SWORD!!” Sham screams.
Nadajay sends his dog after it, but I’m not concerned, since my sword’s up in the air. My main concern now is what seems to be my doom...
“How are you going to get me into Real Life? Real Life is gone. I can’t go there now,” I say.
Sham steps aside, and Ihavetalent takes his place.
“You can do amazing things when you work willingly with the ,” Ihavetalent says.
From his hand, he throws a projectile at me which appears to be a dark emote. The moment it hits me, I see a blinding light, and I feel that I’m being pushed into the ground. After being pushed into the ground, all I see is darkness, and I get a feeling of going through. I’m falling, falling..... And I hit the ground.
-last edited on Nov 2, 2020 0:25:45 GMT by HannahDash
Post by HannahDash on Nov 2, 2020 0:24:19 GMT
Chapter 23: A Sad Tale
<PERSPECTIVE SWITCH TO GLUBBY>
This is the strangest party I’ve ever been to. Apparently, there’s these evil emotes going around and hypnotizing people, so they can take over the MBs? I came here a bit too late to know much about them, but I’m trusting the others.
The C.H.D. general comes into the party and approaches me. Unlike usual, he’s smiling.
“What, did you finally capture her?” I ask.
“In fact, yes we did. We won’t have to worry about her ever again!”
“What?! How’d you do it?”
Before he can answer, he’s blasted away by an explosion, and I find Hannah’s sword in my hand.
“Give me that!” the general says.
But he’s still smiling... I don’t trust him. I shoot an explosion at him. It’s now when I notice something on the sword. It’s a piece of fabric, from Hannah’s shirt.
“Guys, something happened to Hannah!” I shout.
They stop their activities and come closer.
“What happened?” Nintendo asks.
“I’m not sure, but her sword came to me with this on it,” I say, showing them the fabric from her shirt.
Something is pushing through the crowd. It’s Tony the . He looks at the fabric for a second.
“The s finally got her,” he says.
“But didn’t they get her a few days ago, when she attacked Nadajay?” Crystal asks.
“I mean a different type of ‘getting’. I mean that she’s gone... they took her... to Real Life.”
A silence falls over the users. Tony closes his eyes and begins hurrying out. I follow him. I find that he goes to the corner, and he’s crying.
“Oh, don’t cry!” I say.
He turns to look at me. “You don’t understand! I was with her before they got her, but I left! I COULD HAVE SAVED HER!!”
“But you didn’t know it would happen. It’s not your fault. Also, you were the one who said that ‘Without hope, we will all fall to the emotes.’”
He calms down a bit. “Oh, you’re right.” He turns to leave. “I have something I need to do.”
Before he goes out the door, he says one last thing to me. “Use your new power wisely!”
s, so you aren't really supposed to root for yourself. (that feels weird to say 
) Then again, Ihavetalent was rooting for the 
contained in your sword, and now the 
is hiding again, hoping you'll be distracted by the fries* 
Perhaps I'll cheer for both sides, then. 
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*turns some of the smiley fries into 